Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1887-03-18
He Got 1t by a Scratch.

From the Net0 YORK Iri0nBe.
The forgetfulness OF scientists and literary
men is proverbial. A good story is told by
the Capital to-day regarding young natu-
ralist, well known here, who a few weeks ago
resolved to get married. but forgot TO procure
that very important adjunct to this Cere-
mony-a license-until within two hours OF
the wedding, which was set for O'Clock at
one of the fashionable churches OF w ashing-
ton. The would-be bridegroom was busy
making his toilet in the presence OF his best
man, no had just arrived in town. perfect
stranger. Conversation turned to the auspi
ciOus event of the evening aud the best man,
who had hadwide exper ence In that capacity,
said, "Well, Charley. suppose everything Is
ready and you only have two hours OF free
dom. Have you got the necessary legal pa
pers and The minister's fee in convenient
place, and"
Before the sentence was finished scientific
Charley jumped three feet from the floor and
exclaimed:
Great Scott, Bob. l forgot all about the
license. Put on your hat, get a cab and drive
like mad to the City Hall and get it for me-"
Bob did not lInger for further Instructions,
but did as he was bid. Arriving at The City
Hall. and consuming fifteen min utes of valua-
BILE time in the crypts and labyrinths of the
building, he finally reached The door of Mr..
Meig's Office, which was locked. Excited and
beN ildered he kicked the door. but all to no
purpose. The old cOlored CharwOman came
along and asked him why he was making
such a racket. II want TO see the marriage
license clerk - said Bob
"'Deed. honey, you'se outen yo' he'd.
Massa Meigs done gone home long ago."
calculated aunty.
Where does he liver" cried Bob.
up onto de hill" was the answer. Bob
skipped to the cab, paid the driver 81 extra to
drive fast, and finally reached the house of
the custodian of the marriage seal on Capitol
Hill, told his story. offered any amount Of
money MIR. Meigs might name if he would
rescue his scientific friend from his predica-
ment. and finally persuaded him to ride to
his office.
1t was O'Clock when they reached the City
Hall and darkness was gathering over the city
as well as over the prospects OF their oblivlous
naturalist friend.
whats the name of your friend ?" asked
Mr.. Meigs.
"Charies w. T ~ said the best man.
''And the lady's full name?"
"Blest il know" was the answer.
well. that is quite important and cannot
issue a license without it."
Crestfallen and diBheartened. the b. M was
about to abandon the procurement of a IL
cense. when Mr.. Meigs suggested that he tel
ephone to the young lady. AS good luck
would have it. she was the daughter Of ply
stefan. and the following conversation took
place over the telephone:
B. Nj Hello! hello! DR.. W. What's the
name of your daughter who is to be married
TO night?
DR.. w.-None of your business. What's
that to you?
B. M.-well, it is very little to me, but
good deal to her prospective husband, who
is nearly dedu from dnNitby anu lrlgnG, LOT
he has no license and is to be married in half
an hour. and il don't know her name MIR,
Meigs won't give me the license.
The Doctor CALCULATED an AL expletIve,
nearly breaking the diaphragm of the tele-
phone, and shouted:
Lucy G :. and ou'd better hurry with the
papers or l will withdraw my consent"
flushing $40 bill into the hands OF Mr..
Meigs. which he grasped with a warm thank
you. sir,' the B. M. reached the MINISTER'S
room fifteen minutes after the time set for
the wedding, showed th3 license into the
hand of the bridegroom and had barely
enough time to faint. The wedding was
minus the b. M. and the promising young
scientist won his bride and lost lifelong
friend, who never forgave HIM for his heed
lessness.